Kentucky Love - BabyFxce E, Bfb Da Packman, and KrispyLife Kidd (Lyrics)

💽 This song is in our playlist https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3CDdMNgLVhjXbmoXjttmk1 💽 Kentucky Love - BabyFxce E, Bfb Da Packman, and KrispyLife Kidd Stream/Download: 🔔Subscribe to see the latest song we upload🔔 Support Afro Vibes: https://www.patreon.com/Afrovibes -- Submit your track on : 📩Afrovibes4@gmail.com 📩 Lyrics: Lightskin, ass- Lightskin, but she-, fuck Lightskin, but got a fat ass, she look like J.Lo I'll pop you in your top, give you a halo Or I'll make your top pop like a Faygo I really done done done it all, I bet they know Hella stones on my hand in this bitch, I feel like Thanos And I'm the god of war in my city, I feel like Kratos I'm really plugged, can't name a place I can't go Make your bitch shake that Laffy Taffy, I feel like Fabo Bitch, hurry up and get it tooted I'm 'bout to pull my phone out, we finna shoot a movie I'm disappointed in my Muslim brother, he did it in his kufi But who am I to judge? Allah knows best Everywhere I go, I got thirty with me like I know Steph Really through this bitch liftin' pounds, I need a BowFlex My bitch upped a roll of fifties on you, that's my ho flex She amazing, she swallow dick like she ain't got no neck My next piece gon' be big as fuck, take up the whole chest Man, let me slow it down My nigga over-sprayed the dog, somebody grab a towel This the new edition of the Glocks, you better cool it now Threw a dick on it, had the bitches screamin' when I pulled it out Hit his home with some messy shit, this bitch'll move the house You a failure, my nigga, you can't move an ounce I don't check in with no city, I hit it and I move around This type of smoke'll choke the shit out you like Draymond Keep a dub on me, pockets fat as hell like Faizon I'm really just a bool dude, I feel like Tre Thomas I told the bitch keep your ass up and put your face down They used to call me Baby E, now they call me Fxce now I don't need a heat, I can knock you with a face towel Almost took a loss to the courtroom and had a breakdown Gon' change his lo' name to my mama crib, but this my bae house Yeah, my bitch might watch the location Cameras in and out the house, I can watch from the basement Baby bottles all around the crib like I'm watchin' a baby And the ARP the size of a kindergartener I'll fuck a nigga wig up like a beginner barber But lately I been keepin' shit straight like I been a barber Niggas tryna catch up, but I'm gettin' farther Take the Glock to every play, that's my business partner I'll kill for a week straight, bitch, don't get me started Quit actin' buff 'cause you got some buffs, bitch, I'll steal your Cartis The crib on the Northside look like a haunted house In a tree across from where he stay, I'm tryna hunt him out Furniture ain't cheap, I ain't finna fuck your ass on my couch Went in the closet, got a blow-up mattress just to bust her down OG want me to plain jane, but I'ma bust it down This Glocky ain't no plain jane, it shoot a hundred miles A hundred pounds, sell 'em all for one, bro, that's a hundred thousand Do that shit ten times, bro, that's another comma If this shit ain't pop off, that was my other option And now my only problem is findin' somethin' when I'm goin' shopping (yeah) BFB Da Packman don't got a bad song Got a bitch in Philly, saved her number under Bad Jawn Cash Apped a band 'cause she ugly without lash on My son woke up while I'm mixin' fent', put your mask on Fuck Child Protective Service Niggas soft as Jergens, had a spatula, wouldn't press a burger Plastic sheet on top of my mattress, she a heavy squirter Bad darkskin, teeth white, skin look like a Hershey R.I.P. Shawty Lo Gettin' money with my white friends, but don't call me Ghost Fucked a nigga BM a week straight 'cause he called me broke I don't know her by her real name, we just call her Throat My Glock regular, no switch attached Just cut my day-one friend off with his hissin' ass They givin' niggas all day for fent', I wanna switch the bag But this the only way that gang gang could get richer fast Fuck the feds, I'll expose a lot Call the label like, "It's my check and I want it now" Dirty donuts, diamond in the rough, come get a 'bow of 'za My son asked me can he have a drink? He think we pourin' pop Back up, son, this Tris and Sprite Ten likes and I'ma fuck a nigga bitch tonight TDI Gizzle a hornball, he'll hit a dyke Lunch Crew ain't shit to play with, we ain't Fisher-Price Nigga, we gettin' rich at the BnB Buy that bitch a Chanel bag, stop bein' cheap Fuck all these hoes raw, but I ain't goin' out like Eazy-E North Flint nigga 'til I die, let Rio free Tag!